But you'll take me with you into the dome ?" "What's your name ?" "Pierre Louis Bougainville." "Bougainville! Bougainville! It sounds noble and also historical.

I've read of it, but I don't recall where." The little Frenchman drew himself up, and his black eyes glittered.
"There is a legend among us that it was noble once," he said, "but we don't know when.

I feel within me the spirit to make it great again.
There was a time when the mighty Napoleon said that every soldier carried a marshal's baton in his knapsack.

Perhaps that time has come again.

And the great emperor was a little man like me." John began to laugh and then he stopped suddenly.